Chapter 12: The Dual-Core Era (5)

Huang Shaotian smiled. There is no such name in the lineup of the Weicao team, this kid calls himself Weicao, at most he is a trainee of the training camp like them. It's a bit of a shame to speak in this tone.

"You ......"

"Hello, Lan Yu, Yu Wenzhou."

Huang Shaotian was about to say a few sarcastic words, but he didn't expect that Yu Wenzhou had already stretched out his right hand to the other party. The teenagers in the front and back rows shook hands with each other.

"You don't think this level is largely due to Ye Qiu's personal level and the strength of Yiye Qiu's role?" Yu Wenzhou then asked.

"Because of it, of course." Wang Jiexi said.

"Damn! Then what are you stinking fart! Huang Shaotian shouted. Wang Jiexi's tone just now was as if that level was not only Ye Qiu could do, but the other one who could do it was him.

"Because I'm not very proficient in battle mages." Wang Jiexi said.

"Oh? So what is your profession? Yu Wenzhou asked.

"Demon Scholar." Wang Jiexi said.

Demon Scholar...... Hearing Wang Jiexi's glorious career, Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian couldn't help but glance at each other. They hadn't heard of this young man, but the leading role of the Weicao team, the Demon Dao Scholar Wang Buliuxing, was also a well-known and powerful character. In such a team, choosing the class of the leading role usually has a deep meaning!

"Demon Dao Scholar's words......" Yu Wenzhou turned around and looked at the stage, at this time, on the field, didn't there happen to be a Demon Dao scholar in the Hundred Flowers team? It's just that he was poked back to the ground directly from mid-air by Yiye Zhiqiu, and then he was embarrassed in Jiashi's all-out counterattack.

"If I were him." Wang Jiexi said, motioning to Yu Wenzhou and asking him to bring his hardcover book.

"Grab (58, 70) this point, and then cut from here!" Wang Jiexi used his fingers to draw on Yu Wenzhou's sketchbook.

"What?" Huang Shaotian couldn't quite understand Yu Wenzhou's notes, and he didn't understand Wang Jiexi's analogy.

But Yu Wenzhou's expression was very serious: "This position cuts into? Over here? He poked his notebook to confirm again.

"Yes!" Wang Jiexi nodded.

"This ...... How can it be? Yu Wenzhou said that he is not a person who will casually question other people's thoughts, even he opened his mouth to say such things, which shows how unthinkable Wang Jiexi's idea is.

"And then!" But he still wanted to hear what Wang Jiexi thought.

"Dispel powder, ice powder, broom whirlwind." Wang Jiexi just said the names of the three skills.

Dispel powder slows opponents.

Ice powder gives the weapon ice properties.

Broom whirlwind breaks the game.

Yu Wenzhou is aware of the use of the three skills, but how can he use them in this situation? Wang Jiexi said before that he grabbed the position and cut in, and he clearly stuffed himself between the falling flowers and the autumn of a leaf back to back, how to grab these three skills in this small space?

"Bragging!" Huang Shaotian understood at this time, and immediately expressed his disdain for Wang Jiexi mercilessly.

"You'll see next season." Wang Jiexi did not explain further, because there are too many subtleties in this that can no longer be described in words.

"Hmph." Huang Shaotian still expressed disdain, "Forcibly cancel the ground split, turn around and fall with silver light, and the interception of Yiye Autumn is not unstoppable." ”

"Is there such an opportunity?" Wang Jiexi smiled. There is often a gap between theory and reality.

"Of course!" What Huang Shaotian said was unusually certain, and it really didn't look like a bluff.

The electronic screen of the live playback happened to be playing a wonderful surprise kill in the autumn of a leaf.

"It's now!" Huang Shaotian suddenly shouted, but the picture had already flashed.

Yu Wenzhou and Wang Jiexi glanced at each other, fortunately, when the playback was not just once, but again, they already knew where the moment of attention was, and again, slow down, everything became clearer.

Wang Jiexi's eyes when he looked at Huang Shaotian were suddenly different, this guy who looked a little noisy didn't just talk a lot, but actually found something that he didn't even notice.

Is this an opportunity?

Theoretically speaking, yes, at this time, completing the operation that Huang Shaotian just said does have a great chance of destroying the sudden kill of the autumn of one leaf.

"What's your name?" Wang Jiexi asked.

"Huang Shaotian." Huang Shaotian raised his head.

"It's a chance." Wang Jiexi admitted, "But, can you grasp it? ”

It's one thing to see an opportunity, but whether you can grasp it or not is a test.

"You'll find out next season." Huang Shaotian used the same answer.

"So, see you next season, on the field?" Wang Jiexi said.

"See you on the field!" Huang Shaotian said.

"What about you?" Wang Jie hopes to Yu Wenzhou.

Huang Shaotian suddenly felt a little sad. Wang Jiexi obviously didn't know about Yu Wenzhou's flaws in hand speed, if he knew, would he still have such expectations for Yu Wenzhou?

Yu Wenzhou is still calm.

"You two, have you forgotten one thing?" He said.

This time, it was Huang Shaotian's turn and Wang Jiexi to look at each other suspiciously.

"What?" The two asked together.

"Ye Qiu is not a dead person, and Jiashi is not the only one Ye Qiu, are you sure, can your response suppress Ye Qiu and break this situation?" Yu Wenzhou said.

Suddenly, neither of them spoke.

Their response was to break the situation, but the premise was that their response made Ye Qiu helpless.

May I?

The two are no longer as confident as they used to be.

"So, I don't think I'm ready." Yu Wenzhou said, closing his crusty book. On the field, Jiashi, who fought back strongly, had defeated the Baihua team in an instant, and the one who rushed to the forefront was the king of the league last season, the god of fighting, and the autumn of a leaf.

Hundred Flowers fiasco.

The eye-catching flowering and bloody scene, after half a season of infinite scenery, finally encountered Waterloo. It was Ye Qiu and Jiashi who defeated them.

The Baihua players, who were full of expectation and fighting spirit, were a little depressed when they walked in the player tunnel.

No one spoke, Sun Zheping didn't, and neither did Zhang Jiale.

They returned to the preparation room in silence, and as soon as they reached the door, the door of the preparation room opposite opened, and out came a person, a person they had played with the Jiashi team before, but had not seen before.

"Ye Qiu!" Sun Zheping immediately blurted out.

"Huh?" The man replied and looked at everyone in the Hundred Flowers Clan.

This is the Ye Qiu they have been looking forward to seeing. But now, they were the losers, and their previous expectations and fighting spirit were all defeated by this defeat, and Ye Qiu, who had defeated them, appeared in front of them at this time, which made them a little embarrassed.

But even so, Sun Zheping did not bow his head, he would not bow his head at any moment. Ye Qiu was really strong, much stronger than what he could see from the sidelines, which only made him work harder to spur himself.

"Next time we must win!" Sun Zheping said.

"It's not that easy." Ye Qiu smiled.

"Definitely!" Zhang Jiale walked out and supported his partner.

"Don't get so excited." Ye Qiu was still smiling, and the hand that had been touching his pocket finally took it out at this time, holding half a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

"Do you smoke or not?" He asked the two men who were fighting against him with the smell of gunpowder.

"Huh? I won't ......" The two of them, who were strengthening their determination, didn't expect to suddenly encounter such a problem, and they were a little unable to react.

"No smoking in the passage!!" A voice came from nowhere, loud and skillful, as if it had been prepared.

"I'm going to smoke." Ye Qiu waved his hand towards the people of the Hundred Flowers and walked out of the passage.

All of you in Baihua were stunned in the local area. This is the strongest player in the league, who just crushed their guy. But there is not much pride of the victors in him, but at the same time, there is not much modesty and politeness in the provocation of their provocation to win next time.

It's not that easy.

Here's how he replied.

These words are so upright and true.

Indeed, it's not that easy! They knew it from the beginning, and now, even more.